The people on my mum's side of the family are atheist intellectuals who are ueber-proper. My dad's side of the family are missionaries who are more comfortable sitting around in sweatpants than they are in a five-star restaurant. But those two influences converged in my life.

I love my dad although I'm definitely critical of him sometimes like when his pants are too tight. But I love him so much and I try to be really supportive of him.

Style is innate to who I am. My father gave me a picture the other day. I must have been about seven and I had on wing-tip shoes and some cool pants. I thought 'Wow!'

I've always looked the same. Since I was a child I hated having to deal with my hair. I hated having to change my clothes. As a kid I had a sailor shirt and the same old corduroy pants and that's what I wanted to wear everyday.

The only change I can really see is that I don't have to shop for pants in stores anymore.

It's a reality that in this business there's an expectation of being thin. But having a baby is a reality too and it's more important for me to make milk than to fit into those tiny pants. So that's just going to have to wait.

You and I and everybody in show business and the entertainment industry fly by the seat of our pants. We don't know quite what is going to happen.

There is definitely something sexy about a girl with an attitude and a pair of leather pants.

Almost all of your life is lived by the seat of your pants one unexpected event crashing into another with no pattern or reason and then you finally reach a point around my age where you spend more time than ever looking back. Why did this happen? Look where that led? You see the shape of things.